Slowly she started sliding her mouth down the shaft of his cock until the head pressed against the back of her throat, but it didn't stop there, she k...pt going until her lips pressed against his groin!"Holy fuck, you’re pretty good at sucking a cock!" He groaned. She pulled her mouth off, and a small line of spit going from his dick to her mouth. "Yeah? You like that huh? Was I doing it right?" She said with a puppy dog face, looking like she wanted to do a lot more that just suck his. The girls must have felt something like that also since both of them ended up in our arms, just wanting to be held. It was late, getting near evening and we wanted to see the girls home then talk about what almost happened. We did not quite make it to their cabin before a 'ball of fire' rushed crying and hurled herself at the girls."I thought you left me too. I was so scared. Please don't leave me, please." then she started sobbing. She saw Laura and I standing, watching what was going on.. As they came up to my desk my thongs were held up like a flag of my surrender. My Bull, my Master, my Daddy, the young impertinent little shit that made me beg and grovel told me to come and get them after school from I knew where. I knew where alright, the west wing second floor boys bath room, the spot where he first had me. I felt angry and betrayed. I would be there with all my rage and anger pent up from the embarrassment and fear he had put me through in those brief, tense minutes. The. "Son," she said, not quite recognizing her own voice, "I know you are very curious, but you can't go around looking at your sisters' vaginas like that. It isn't nice. Do you think you saw enough so that your curiosity is satisfied?"Roland was so relieved that she hadn't spoken about punishment that he blurted out, "Oh yes, Mother, I'm so sorry I did that, and I won't do it again." I know you are saying that because you think that's what I want to hear, Roland, but I know about how boys get very.